Well lets see. I brought the cold weather back with me from Indiana late December, and it was a deep freeze for here for about two and half weeks. Somewhat warmer now, relatively speaking, but right now is windy, rainy and in the 30s. Green tips of crocuses, daffodils and hyacinth slowly working their way up. Too many squirrels, but I’ve been told the hawk is back. Neighborhood cats have discovered my birdfeeder, and like to stalk the buffet.

Garden Ridge had the holiday remnants of Halloween, autumn and Christmas for 25 cents apiece, so I probably got several hundred dollars of decorative debris for 16. The black and silver bows will go well for Halloween, with the sprays of metallic purple pink berries. This year was a minimalist Christmas. I looped some lights on the porch, and inside the house spread around some of my mother’s hand painted holiday ceramics from the class she went to when my father was getting the chemotherapy–that they hid from me for years back then. And the tree was a ceramic tree with lights she also did. I took the rubber gargoyle off its Grecian pedestal column in my bedroom and topped it with said tree in the living room. Next year I think I’ll do the Halloween Tree thing again, and just leave it up. The year before I had a Halloween Tree, then a 60′s Christmas Tree, then a Mardi Gras Tree, which is why this year I felt taking a break–haha–

Yankee Candles has their spring line of inflammatory delights out now. “Beautiful Day,” “Early Sunrise,” and “Midnight Jasmine” are in the running. Haha

I worked out yesterday for first time in too long. End of summer I’d lost so much weight and was getting big arms then–drum roll–poison ivy–and down hill from there. I had great momentum and lost it. But time to roll back up the hill.

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Carmina Burana–by Carl Orff

1. O Fortuna (Chorus) (O Fortune)

O Fortuna O Fortune,
velut luna like the moon
statu variabilis, you are changeable,
semper crescis ever waxing
aut decrescis; and waning;
vita detestabilis hateful life
nunc obdurat first oppresses
et tunc curat and then soothes
ludo mentis aciem, as fancy takes it;
egestatem, poverty
potestatem and power
dissolvit ut glaciem. it melts them like ice.
Sors immanis Fate – monstrous
et inanis, and empty,
rota tu volubilis, you whirling wheel,
status malus, you are malevolent,
vana salus well-being is vain
semper dissolubilis, and always fades to nothing,
obumbrata shadowed
et velata and veiled
michi quoque niteris; you plague me too;
nunc per ludum now through the game
dorsum nudum I bring my bare back
fero tui sceleris. to your villainy.
Sors salutis Fate is against me
et virtutis in health
michi nunc contraria, and virtue,
est affectus driven on
et defectus and weighted down,
semper in angaria. always enslaved.
Hac in hora So at this hour
sine mora without delay
corde pulsum tangite; pluck the vibrating strings;
quod per sortem since Fate
sternit fortem, strikes down the strong man,
mecum omnes plangite! everyone weep with me!

Well–on the edit page the two columns I spent a few minutes separating the text into show, but not as such on the public page.

Haha

I guess the actual translated lyrics aren’t very cheerful–but you know the dramatic music when you hear it.

As the wind outside rattles my windows.

( I guess I’m not on xanga much–but seems in the olden days of yore–they had more edit functions–like for centering, and paragraph indentation. Or maybe it’s not working tonight.